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What's that paint for ya?

by Johnny Crimson

Sleep with me in silence
And I’ll provide security.
Park your car just far enough
away from my place so as to not
raise suspicion.
Just let me hold you the whole night
through (or at least think it.)
And allow me to kiss the small
of your back ever so gently as to not wake you through the night,
As I will be up waiting, watching for the long nosed elves to come
and wickedly slaughter their way through our dwelling.
I will watch you rest while I shave my furry hands in silence and
contemplate the disappearance of said named stars that were named
after the heroic actions of my barbarian parents.
Given the chance I’ll run them through with my sword to avenge
justice for all the northern Nordic tribes.
Just continue to sleep through this abominable winter my Queen
we’ll get your pants back on by morning.

04/01/2009

Posted on 04/01/2009
Copyright © 2025 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/01/09 at 02:21 PM

...sean, a spanning o' the Universe and then to more pertinent matters that of getting those clothes back on...loved all the zigging and zagging.

Posted by Nanette Bellman on 04/01/09 at 02:33 PM

the last two lines makes this entire thing.

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